Rock it out
Bah. I've been hopelessly sick the past couple of days. I woke up Monday morning with a sore throat, as did Luis, but mine evolved into this evil chest cold thing. I've been doped up on cold medicine the past couple of days. I went to English yesterday, but skipped math... I was a coughing, weezing mess. Meh, I'm feeling a bit better today.
I finally joined Second Life, as Kenyon, Steph and Luis wanted me to. I must say, I dig it. I've already began working on some codes, so they Linden will be rolling in soon.
Meanwhile, I got a letter from Jade yesterday. I was shocked and happy, as I haven't heard from her in months. However, upon further inspection, it was pages and pages of lyrics. One that stuck out to me was 'Mr. Brightside', by the Killers. The reason being, when we had our Thursday night rolling sessions it was the lone rock song on the cd of techno jams we liked to listen to. Kinda bittersweet, I liked the times we had, but I didn't like the person I was. I was anorexic, on the verge of addiction to escape the realities of my reality.
I miss Jade.
If all goes as planned, I'm going with Luis and perhaps Nando to see her in jail next week. She gets out next month, so I'm stoked. I'm kinda anxious, because they've met very few friends of mine that are uniquely mine... most of our friends are mutual or I met though one or the other. Keith said he'd call me with the details so that's good. I wrote her a letter back, it was quite awkward, but I don't think there was a better way of going about it. I think things are cool.
Bah, that's all for now, as I've found myself grimly depressed through the writing of this journal entry.
I finally joined Second Life, as Kenyon, Steph and Luis wanted me to. I must say, I dig it. I've already began working on some codes, so they Linden will be rolling in soon.
Meanwhile, I got a letter from Jade yesterday. I was shocked and happy, as I haven't heard from her in months. However, upon further inspection, it was pages and pages of lyrics. One that stuck out to me was 'Mr. Brightside', by the Killers. The reason being, when we had our Thursday night rolling sessions it was the lone rock song on the cd of techno jams we liked to listen to. Kinda bittersweet, I liked the times we had, but I didn't like the person I was. I was anorexic, on the verge of addiction to escape the realities of my reality.
I miss Jade.
If all goes as planned, I'm going with Luis and perhaps Nando to see her in jail next week. She gets out next month, so I'm stoked. I'm kinda anxious, because they've met very few friends of mine that are uniquely mine... most of our friends are mutual or I met though one or the other. Keith said he'd call me with the details so that's good. I wrote her a letter back, it was quite awkward, but I don't think there was a better way of going about it. I think things are cool.
Bah, that's all for now, as I've found myself grimly depressed through the writing of this journal entry.